After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

Zheng Wan felt that he had been thrown onto a piece of dry wood. The dry wood was soaked with tung oil, and a cluster of sparks fell on her, and then she was drowned by the blazing flames.

The flame burned her head dizzy, treating Cui Wang as a sweet spring to quench her thirst.

She was next to Ganquan, and wanted to get closer, but on the contrary, the remaining memories appeared as glimpses of light:

She remembered what she had said before, the determination she had made, she remembered that he had been hiding for three years, she wanted to leave, she would leave, she would come back if she wanted to, and she remembered that he said he loved but was reluctant.

Zheng Wanqiang supported the last bit of strength and turned his head bitterly:

"What are you doing?"

She thought she was scolding fiercely, but the actual export was a lump of soft glutinous syrup that was about to melt.

Cui Wang didn't feel annoyed when she heard her preface without compromising, but instead brought her close to her arms and stuffed a pill into her mouth.

The pill has a faint orchid fragrance, which melts in the mouth, and Zheng Wan feels that his mind is a little clearer, not so hot.

At this time, she noticed leisurely that the sky was still covered by a **** cover, and the fog had not dissipated much, except that Cui Wang's opened cover had been lined up.

"The formation is not broken?"

She asked.

Cui Wang held a group of dark shadows behind him as if he was flying a kite with his original strength, holding her with his arms around her, and shrank into an inch, almost a moment before he arrived at the Palace of Beauty, where only half of it was left.

"Not broken."

He said.

Zheng Wan turned his head and found that Cui Wang took her to the Palace of Beauty.

The magnificent and unusual hall was split in two. One half had collapsed and the other half was still intact. In the center was a smooth crack, as if it had been split from the sky by some kind of sharp weapon.

Just wanting to see more clearly, Cui Wang hugged him into the half of the Palace of Beauty that was still intact, and entered the Luo room.

Inside Luo's room, the pictures of beautiful women were blown up and down by the draughtsmanship. Zheng Yu was in the black eyes, only feeling hairy in his heart.

"Dao...," she was stunned, "what are you doing here?"

Cui Wang hasn't answered yet, but the shadow he is holding with his Yuan Li gnashes his teeth:

"Liwei! Liwei! Liwei!"

"What do you want?"

"Naturally, I want to sacrifice you to the dead soul of this beautiful palace."

Cui Wang's voice was faint. When Zheng Wan looked blankly, he leaned over and gently placed her on the side of the porch, "Wang Wan, bear with me."

Zheng Wanhe ignored his eyes.

She Ren Cuiwang spread a thick blanket under her, added a protective cover, and lost the formation, but she was only willing to leave him a stubborn head.

Cui Wang pursed his mouth suddenly.

The black mist laughed "Ho **** ho", it changed its shape continuously, and the triumphant laughter came from the spoiled Taoist:

"Liwei, Liwei, I never thought you were a love type! It's a pity that love in this world is more perishable than Shaoguang. Sooner or later, you will be tired of this infatuation..."

Cui Wang straightened up.

He flicked his sleeves and threw out a formation plate, pierced his finger with a sword, and the blood tickled down from his fingertips, merged into the formation plate, and the formation plate lit up quickly:

"Sacrifice dead souls with blood, clear and reckless, clean up the mud, and return the old grievances to the earth... all directions, rise! Sacrifice!"

The gray fluttering formation suddenly became blood-red and devilish.

Zheng Wan looked up now.

But seeing pictures of beauties floating at an angle parallel to the ground, black smoke rose from the place where the beauties were painted, and the black smoke roared into a violent wind, and rushed to the cowardly Daojun who was spit out by the black mist——

The sharp howling sound, vaguely like a human voice:

"Suddenly!"

"Suddenly!!"

"Suddenly!!!"

With resentment and hatred, it swallowed him more fiercely than the previous time.

There was a "hiccup hiccup" sound in her throat, like eating pain, a burst of sleeves suddenly broke, and the black mist was dispersed.

"Longyu!"

"Autumn Die!"

"Qingli!"

"..."

Every time the spoiling Daoist shouted, he would laugh once, his behavior was like a madman.

"When the love is strong, you all say that you love this monarch, and you are willing to spend time with you for a long time. This monarch is just fulfilling your promises for you."

"...The most pain in the world is nothing more than the late beauty of the beauty, the declining love and the love. The Lord seals you in the painting and places you in this hall, so that you and the Lord will depend on life and death for a long time. What's wrong?!"

The resentment seems to be irritated, and the madness is like a ghost.

"Hahaha—"

The spoiled Daoist laughed loudly again, smiling and laughing, but began to cry wildly, and his jade face was in a mess.

Zheng Wan looked at it and thought to himself, even a person who is as charming and unrestrained as a spoiled Daoist would not look good when he cried. I just don't know what Cui Wang looks like if he wants to cry.

But it won't look good if you want to.

The black smoke of resentment rolled and swallowed him again, and the drowning Daoist laughed wildly:

"Mr Liwei Dao, before I leave, I will give you a big gift!"

The black smoke receded, and a white bone appeared on the ground.

The bones cross their hands on their abdomen, their jaws are slightly open, and a pair of skull eyes are facing the sky.

Zheng Yu felt familiar, but saw that Cui Wang suddenly changed his complexion and leaped towards him.

"Boom-boom-boom -"

A piece of land was shaking, and the remaining half of the Palace of Beauty was exploded.

Countless roads of cold meteors and iron cables are shot in, densely scattered throughout the space, as if they are about to poke the two into a sieve.

The cold weather iron cord is a special product of the cold weather land. The miasma of the cold weather land has been infiltrated all the year round. Not to mention the knowledge of the micro realm, even the magical realm has to drink a pot. Zheng Wan has soft hands and feet. law--

Saying that it was too late, Cui Wang arrived in time, hugged her, and escaped.

But the cold meteor iron cable also exploded at the same time.

The air currents exploded by thousands of iron cables pushed the two of them down. Zheng Yu only felt that he was firmly guarded by Cui Wang. He used his body to encircle a barrier for her. In this barrier, she Safe and sound.

Zheng Wan wanted to raise his head, but he pressed it down with one hand:

"Wait."

The collapsed Palace of Beauty fell with her, and Zheng Yu only discovered that a big hole appeared below him at some point. Before he could resist, he was sucked into by the big hole.

I don't know how long it has been, Zheng Wan only felt that the hot sensation that had been suppressed before had risen again, and it was more turbulent than the previous one.

Cui Wang glanced down at her, sliding from her red cheeks to her scarlet ears, his throat moved:

"you……"

The rest of the words were not yet spoken, and only felt that the suction was weak, and the two were thrown out together.

The sky is bright.

There is no more black fog to obscure the sky, but the fog in front of me...

Zheng Yu reluctantly pulled out a trace of reason, only to see the mist, a thin layer of peachy miasma, a sweet smell that seemed to be rushing toward his face, and the willow-shaped rush swaying in the wind, it was a lost wind. grass.

"Land of Cold Fall."

Guai Dao said, "I want to give him a big gift, but it is a peach blossom miasma."

Cui Wang hugged Zheng Wan in his arms. The skin he touched was so hot that he was about to catch fire. He could not help but tighten his brows, "Wan Wan, you can bear it."

Just now, he accidentally took a sip of Peach Blossom.

Zheng Wan was biting his lip, almost bleeding from her lips and teeth, but the numbness and itching were like backlash, ten times more turbulent than before.

It was dry firewood before, but now it's a volcano.

She was crying and complained:

"How can I bear it? I blame you for the broken balls..."

However, in just a few breaths, she was already dripping with sweat, as if she had just been fished out of the water, and she was able to stand still and rely on Cui Wang to support it.

Cui Wang took a breath, and his enthusiasm began to jump up from his lower abdomen:

"That's a Qinglu pill that is close to Rank 8."

It is known as a seven-turn pill that can cure hundreds of poisons.

When Zheng Wan heard that, he ate two hundred upper-level gemstones casually. Not only did he ate it, but it took so little time, and he was even more nauseous, and his sanity was suddenly exhausted:

"I blame you, Cui Wang, I blame you..."

She tried to push him, but she was not as big as a chicken, and was caught by Cui Wang, her voice helpless:

"Well, blame me, blame me."

Looking around, the Hongyu streamed lightsaber blasted directly to the cliff not far away, and dug out a temporary cave.

Set up the blindfold method, abandon the defensive formation, directly holding the girl who has started to writhe like a caterpillar into the cave, and the big stone seals the door to ensure that there is no abnormality from the outside before he settles down.

"Wanyu, be sober."

Cui Wang took out a huge blanket from the storage ring, and spread the snow-white blanket, covering most of the floor of the cave.

He put Zheng Wan on it carefully.

Zheng Yu tugged at the skirt of his clothes and muttered:

"Hot, Cui Wang, I'm hot."

Cui Wang is also hot.

The nephrite jade was warm and fragrant, and the aspirated peach blossom began to circle in the body, exuding heat.

He stretched out his hand to cover her clothes, but the person stood up anxiously, walked to the place specially vacated on one side, turned his finger into a sword, and directly dug out a wide round pool with a pinch of soil. A decent round pond was dug out.

Cui Wang took out the jade gourd from the storage ring, ignoring the ancestor's prevention, and began to pour out.

Braving the icy liquid, gurgling into the pool.

In a short while, the temperature of the cave fell a lot.

"Are you crazy? This drop of ice spring, which is worth a middle-level elementary stone, fell like this? You almost dug through the bottom of the ice and snow cage to get such a small pond. You are now using it as a gentleman? "

"Don't say that this thing doesn't work, do you know how to take advantage of the fire? The warm man is a thousand-year-old spare fetus, and a black belly is the king!"

Cui Wang turned a deaf ear, his ancestors were so angry that one Buddha was born, two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and two more curses, but the five senses have been hacked.

"...&*——%%###%%￥#%...&*"

The old ancestor gave a classic national curse to the black soul sea.

But Cui Wang had already leaned over and picked Zheng Wan, and put her in the ice spring pond.

Zheng Yu was agitated, and a little awake, but the love water in the Yinchi and the peach blossom miasma of the cold and falling land, where the ice spring water could work, her sobriety lasted less than a breath and disappeared.

"Luck, luck, "Moxu Jing" runs every day of the week."

Cui Wang was cross-legged, but Zheng Wan's eyes and hands quickly grabbed the collar and pulled it down. With such a "puff", a monk from the Wonder Realm was easily pulled into the water.

"Wan Wan!"

Cui Wang wiped his face, but Zheng Wan was already wrapped up like a snake.

Tianyu's streamer clothes were soaked in water, and petals of the skirt floated on the surface of the water. The skirt was loosened in the previous rubbing, revealing a beautiful line of snow.

She said with curiosity and excitement in his ear:

"Cui Wang, Cui Wang, you are cold and comfortable."

Cui Wang looked away in embarrassment, but his ears turned red quietly.

Zheng Wan's hands and legs were wrapped around him:

"Cui Wang."

Cui Wang closed his eyes, his eyebrows were lacquered, reflecting the coldness of the ice spring, but this frosty and snowy coldness was dyed with crimson and hidden desires, like a **** and Buddha descending from the world, clearly stepping on it. Entering the boundless world, but still struggling to pull out.

Zheng Wan refused, as if vines entangled him tightly, and the rubbed skin trembled in the thin cloth.

In the silent stalemate, Cui Wang's sweat dripped into the pool.

He put his hands on her thin shoulders, as if he wanted to embrace her in his arms, but he seemed to push her away.

After a long while, he managed to push her away:

"Wanyu, don't be like that."

Zheng Wan was annoyed.

She was angry, angry, and ashamed, and started pushing him, beating him, and crying:

"Cui Wang, you are still not a man! If you are a man, you can solve the Gu! After you have solved the Gu, I naturally go to a hundred and eighty to help..."

Cui Wang suddenly coldened his face.

He stretched out his hand to put the photo-taking stone by the pool into the storage ring, lowered his eyes and said:

"...Uncle Gu, you never have to think about it."

Zheng Yu only felt that the man who had just twisted and refused to yield suddenly picked her up, forced her to put her hands around his neck, and bowed her head to give her a deep kiss.

The kiss was mixed with ice spring water, sweet and clear, but it seemed as if she was splashing a handful of boiling oil in her already burning fire.

Tianyu's streamer and purple robe overlapped, and quickly spread.

The light red pocket was swayed by the water and floated to the edge of the pool. At the place where the water splashed, a piece of snow-white fur dropped a small half corner and immersed in the pool.

But the part of the girl that was slightly exposed in the pool was clearly whiter than the blanket. The waves swayed and swayed, making the blanket wet.

"...No, no more?"

"En." The voice seemed to be embarrassed, "It will be all right in a while."